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Written By Lisebet

Feb. 29, 2020, 9:48 a.m.(11/5/1012 AR)

The children are growing so quickly. It sometimes feels that if I blink I miss things.

They are an adorable duo of destruction, our twins.

Written By Ilmia

Feb. 29, 2020, 1:09 a.m.(11/5/1012 AR)

The year is drifting back toward a time where it is cool enough for coats and cocoa. I heartily approve.


I hope to take my test to join the explorers before too long. And to get hands on a gift for my favorite neice, or baby cousin.

I wonder if one of those battle goats I've heard about recently could be trained to pull a miniature carriage. Nothing even an eight or nine year old could necessarily fit.

Oh gracious, they are cute when they are small. And so fierce! You would think her a tiny aspiring lion tamer.

Fairen, I am going to spoil Valitina but good, you hear me?

Written By Sydney

Feb. 29, 2020, 12:13 a.m.(11/4/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Tanith

But her cooking gave all men the shits.

But she cut all her lovers to bits.

...

Perhaps your drunken limericks are not as helped by my attempts to finish them whilst in a foul mood as I'd hoped.

Written By Sebastian

Feb. 28, 2020, 8:31 p.m.(11/4/1012 AR)

I'm beyond pleased that Setarco's newest white, Buttercream won this year's Harvest Festival award. Truly, the thanks lie in great proportion with the diligent, talented winemakers in Setara who have spent years blending, growing and harvesting in the vineyards there.

To those who have asked for a bottle, or a taste: sadly, as I announced, there is a limited supply this season. I have sent some bottles out family members and others, but the larger stock will come in next season. If you are interested though, do let me know and I'll endeavor to provision what I can.

One thing I'm definitely looking forward to is seeing what sort of wines the Saffron Chain's soil might produce, though this is a process that will no doubt take some years to perfect to our very high standards.

Written By Zoey

Feb. 28, 2020, 12:15 p.m.(11/3/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Rysen

My dear Lord Rysen, I appreciate that you believe I have such influence over that husband of mine, but let me make this clear:
Had I the ability to convince him to cleanse, burn, or otherwise purge that horrid scarf of his, I would have done so by now. Instead, I choose to accept its existence and focus my energy on more fruitful endeavors.
Besides, he only takes it out when he is on a mission, and it lives in a cedar box when he is at home. For the use he gets out of it, the thing's occasional appearance is tolerable.

Written By Aedric

Feb. 28, 2020, 12:15 p.m.(11/3/1012 AR)

The dream again. There is no wind. The ocean is calm, waveless -- polished like the surface of an impossibly large mirror. Illuminated by pale moonlight. The sand is hard beneath my feet and I can feel the cold seawater penetrate my boots. Submerged land of a hidden shoreline. In the distance, there is a towering structure that I struggle even now to describe. I move closer and begin to identify its features; snake-like arms, lidless eyes, serrated maw. Several of the awful appendages dip beneath the horizon, searching for something hidden beneath.

I am mistaken. It is no idol. It is alive. It moves and the earth trembles.

Written By Dycard

Feb. 28, 2020, 11:28 a.m.(11/3/1012 AR)

Honour and loyalty are bizarre concepts, and become more farcical the more I consider them.

Romulius always saw them as clear-cut, binary ideals - something is honourable, or it is not. /Someone/ is loyal, or they are not.

I find that such a black-and-white ideology doesn't hold water when put to the test. One can do despicable things for the right reasons. One can lie through one's teeth out of fealty and fidelity.

...But maybe that's just cowardice talking, my mind trying to connive a way to both have its cake and eat it.

Either way, I would make an awful knight.

Written By Aedric

Feb. 28, 2020, 9:40 a.m.(11/3/1012 AR)

Messenger from Baroness. Summoned to court. There will be a gathering on Sunday. Suspect many unfamiliar faces. Rumors of war have reached capital dockyards. Banners called by Thrax. Will begin to contact appropriate parties. Plenty of experienced marines and sellswords in these parts. Should diplomacy fail, expect to be prepared to fight.

I am reminded of old adage: calm seas never produced competent sailors.

Written By Dianna

Feb. 28, 2020, 9:36 a.m.(11/3/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Adalyn

Finally and at last, two wishes were granted pertaining to Lady Adalyn Clement:

Firstly: I had the wonderful occasion to meet her father, Baron Norwood Clement, whom I find utterly genuine and kindhearted, caring and concerned about the welfare of his daughter and of his family. I have nothing but great respect and fondness for this man of whom I've heard so much; and I hope to know him better.

Secondly: At last, Adalyn and I met on the sands for a spar. Light and stars, that woman is /fierce/! And strong! Though I was able to best her with my speed and agility - for a time, in the end, her power simply overwhelmed my own.

I am encouraged by Admiral Domonico to /run/. Gods and stars, how I hate running. I will, instead, climb trees and walls in an attempt to improve my strength. ...After this horrid cold weather has passed, I think. For now, the libraries and bookshelves are so very much more tempting.

Swimming, perhaps more often, will do as well. So much better than /running/.

Written By Torian

Feb. 28, 2020, 1:27 a.m.(11/3/1012 AR)

It's a funny thing, doing business in far off lands. I've traveled before, sure, when I was a sellsword, young and invisible.

People know me now, even in the ports of other cities beyond my home in the Lowers.

Guess they don't know me as well as they think though, if they think talk of taking kids can reach my ear without being dealt with.

Don't mess with the kids, and we won't mess with you. There are no warnings for this.

On the other hand, got ourselves plenty of new business, so that made the trip more pleasant.

Written By Jules

Feb. 27, 2020, 7:47 p.m.(11/2/1012 AR)

It feels as though there's not much to do in the city at present. I ought to get out but really don't feel like it.

Written By Tanith

Feb. 27, 2020, 7:41 p.m.(11/2/1012 AR)

There once was a lass with great tits,
With cleavage to drive folks to fits.
Though she could balance a cup
And hide half a pup
...



I need help with this one, I'm too drunk to limerick today-

Written By Lucita

Feb. 27, 2020, 7:01 p.m.(11/2/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Wash

Old friends are a treasure.

Written By Dianna

Feb. 27, 2020, 5:04 p.m.(11/2/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Revell

I am increasingly proud to have taken Revell as my protege - for, anyone can make mistakes (and we all do - sometimes, several times a day), but not everyone is brave enough to admit when they make them, nor strong enough to try to change.

This woman, though, is thoughtful - of herself, of others -- and of flowers.

First impressions aren't always correct; but, so far, I have not found mine to be wrong about Revell.

Perceptions are our own, we must remember, and not necessarily reflective of the truth. Seeking truth, however, is a constant meditation.

Written By Iroh

Feb. 27, 2020, 3:55 p.m.(11/2/1012 AR)

A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.

It is strange to me to be back home after so long away. I pray the Huntsmen in Oakhaven will not suffer from my absence. Yet at the same time, I am happy to be home and of further use to my homeland.

There are many stories to be written and many tales to be sung.

Written By Teagan

Feb. 27, 2020, 11:58 a.m.(11/1/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Brianna

Don't blame the wine for your purchase.

You knew what you were doing.

Written By Yelana

Feb. 27, 2020, 9:38 a.m.(11/1/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Svana

I was able to procure the most astonishing and wonderous rug from Mistress Svana Kolur! It was a gift, but I may have to purchase another one for myself.

Written By Anisha

Feb. 27, 2020, 8:14 a.m.(11/1/1012 AR)

The Sermon on Weakness seemed to go over well - while some were confused at the start, most seemed to enjoy the food and drink, and the debate rose to a rousing level. I was certainly given new perspectives to consider, and from the responses I got, I will consider it a success. Perhaps, in time, I will speak of the challenges of the Thirteenth, once more.

My thanks to all who chose to attend, and all who chose to engage. May the Thirteenth challenge your path.

Written By Revell

Feb. 27, 2020, 4:48 a.m.(11/1/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Dycard

SUBJECT: LORD DYCARD BLACKSHORE (addendum#1)

Dycard,

I will always take Dianna's side. Fiercely and without question. Your journal was hilariously inappropriate, but as a writer of the dangerously inappropriate, I don't think any less of you for it.

I'll bully you and tease you because I know that you can take it, but I really liked the honesty you poured into it. I'm sure you'll learn how to be a friend sooner rather than later.

I'm rooting for you.

Written By Revell

Feb. 27, 2020, 4:40 a.m.(11/1/1012 AR)

(A copy of this note is attached to all Revell's older notes that have even just a passing mention of the Faith within them.)

So, I've realised three fundamental truths about myself. Not a pretty thing, I can tell you that, but something that needed to happen sooner rather than later.

1) I preach honesty and I will continue to do so. Lies feel like poison to my tongue. However, I am awful at.. well.. words. Things I say from the heart are more often than not misunderstood and any points I have are missed, but the fault lies entirely on me. I will learn how to.. word better.

2) I am too curious for my own good. Where some people may be happy to sit down with me and give me the answers I need, some people decidedly are not. I should not force the latter camp to accomodate me. I have found someone willing to answer my questions. (Dianna, if you read this, know that I am more grateful than the snot covered mess you saw the other day could ever express.)

3) I am really scared.

I really hope this clears a few things up with those my Journals may have offended. But, just in case.. to really hammer it in - I am sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll do better.

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